Category Archives: The Dreaming Soul
I miss my mom. I always loved watching her do interesting things; things my friends’ moms didn’t do. I thought she was magic. I still do. One of my favorite memories was when I was 5. We were walking in … Continue reading
Our world is an infinite art gallery with the power touch our innermost being. Dreams are a huge part of that gallery as is nature.s abundance.
To this day I remember the first “big” dream I had. I was 7. Add a zero to the 7 and that is me now. It just struck me as I sit here typing that my childhood dream has come full circle. I know that it is time to work with it again.
I’ve not done a blog before so I feeling that my dreaming soul has chosen this time to urge me to share is this way. Continue reading